Facts

• I completely downplayed it when people told me having an August baby would be very different than an April baby.
• I was an idiot.
• Three weeks before my due date was somehow decided as the greatest time to tackle potty training. I thought it would be easy.
• I was an idiot.
• I never thought I would sit on the floor of the bathroom for half an hour with a bag of M&M's as leverage waiting on a toddler to decide to pee. Or that it would be worth it.    I did, and it is.
• Only having one child instead of two to buy diapers for?! Amen and yes, please.
• I've never been swollen like this, and I would like to never be this way again. I miss my high heels. Worth it, but I miss them.
• Not that my craving for Cheetos, bacon, Arnold Palmers, and chicken fried steak help. But why fight the inevitable.
• As of the last dr. appointment, Laynie girl had decided to be sweet and flip so Momma wouldn't have to think any more about having a external version or possible c-section. We celebrated with chicken fried steak.
• One word- NESTING. A few other words - Poor Ben. If I ask him to clean out a closet one more time I'm pretty sure he may just decide to live in it instead.
• I get to see my Mom in 11 days. And my sister. I'm crying from excitement, not hormones, I swear. And, I'd be ok if I went into labor about 3 seconds after they got here. *Tap tap, are you listening in there??*
• I haven't mentioned it, but the doctors finally figured out that all of the crazy going on with Ben had to do with some thyroid issues. Thank you for the prayers, and praise the sweet Lord it is something that can be managed and explained! No more fevers or strange symptoms since. Unless you count asking me if he could play in an invitational golf tournament on August 27th and 28th (Hi, Due Date) as a strange symptom. We'll just blame that one on the meds.
• Our sweet friend Amber captured some priceless pictures for us recently:

My heart runneth over.

xo dae